Neiman & Marcus Don’t Know You

Lyrics

[Verse 1] All that dick riding'll get a nigga flipped Princess cuts on my wrist like an emo bitch Done mud walked in Neimans twice, I don't need no help This 40 bulging on my hip, I don't need no belt Luke Skywalkin', pints caulkin', I'm an addict Come get slippy with the knock-knock bandits The Stinkmeaner, come supply my Grammys I guess that's a double whammy [Chorus] Niggas be talking all this money and this fly shit on Pro Tools Nigga, Neiman and Marcus don't even know you Niggas talkin' all these coupes, where the dash? Where your logo? In the back of your Snapchat is a Volvo Niggas be talking all this money and this fly shit on Pro Tools Nigga, Neiman and Marcus don't even know you Niggas talkin' all these coupes, where the dash? Where your logo? In the back of your Snapchat is a Volvo [Verse 2] Clown niggas, niggas be actors An F&N in Bally jeans for fashion These niggas act up, I'm whamming niggas in traffic You can't run that far, I'm driving the NASCAR I'm blatant if I'm pagan shit, nigga, if it's vacancy Man down, tape the scene, blood on my Maison sneaks They can see, play with me, we ain't finna make a scene You ain't gettin' bread so you hate on me basically Big bank uchies on the dashboard and the sink The last one was off a stink, high as fuck off the stink Wired up, hard to blink, niggas need they offering Niggas just be poppin' it, the grey bags is all around [Chorus] Niggas be talking all this money and this fly shit on Pro Tools Nigga, Neiman and Marcus don't even know you Niggas talkin' all these coupes, where the dash? Where your logo? In the back of your Snapchat is a Volvo Niggas be talking all this money and this fly shit on Pro Tools Nigga, Neiman and Marcus don't even know you Niggas talkin' all these coupes, where the dash? Where your logo? In the back of your Snapchat is a Volvo [Outro] Niggas be doin' all this popping and all this fly shit and all that talking 'bout all these coupes and all this shit niggas driving Back of your Snapchat, nigga, '96 Volvo Niggas talkin' all that, poppin' all that fly shit and all that shit All that shit on Pro Tools and all that That shit sound good See a nigga in person, nigga In them busted-ass Air Forces, motherfuckers yellow at the bottom Niggas, niggas just poppin' that shit though, nigga All that boosting niggas doing, nigga Come on, fool, all that stealing and shit niggas doing, fool Acting like they blowing bands and all that, come on, fool We know you, the window-shopper Nigga, you know Nigga, nigga, Neiman and Marcus don't even know you, ugh